Wall 
  Street Journal Sizes Up Obama 
A "deadly" article 
  regarding Obama, at the Wall Street Journal, which today is
the most widely 
  circulated newspaper in America. 
Article from the Wall Street Journal - 
  by Alan Caruba: 
"I have this theory about Barack Obama. I think he's 
  led a kind of make-believe life in which money was provided
and doors were 
  opened because at some point early on somebody or some
group (George Soros 
  anybody?) took a look at this tall, good looking,
half-white, half-black, 
  young man with an exotic African/Muslim name and concluded
he could be guided 
  toward a life in politics where his facile speaking skills
could even put him 
  in the White House. 
In a very real way, he has been a young man in a 
  very big hurry. Who else do you know has written two
memoirs before the age of 
  45? "Dreams of My Father" was published in 1995
when he was only 34 years old. 
  The "Audacity of Hope" followed in 2006. If,
indeed, he did write them 
  himself. There are some who think that his mentor and
friend, Bill Ayers, a 
  man who calls himself a "communist with a small
'c'" was the real 
  author. 
His political skills consisted of rarely voting on anything 
  that might be deemed controversial. He went from a
legislator in the Illinois 
  legislature to the Senator from that state because he had
the good fortune of 
  having Mayor Daley's formidable political machine at his
disposal. 
He 
  was in the U.S. Senate so briefly that his bid for the
presidency was either 
  an act of astonishing self-confidence or part of some
greater game plan that 
  had been determined before he first stepped foot in the
Capital. How, many 
  must wonder, was he selected to be a 2004 keynote speaker
at the Democrat 
  convention that nominated John Kerry when virtually no one
had ever even heard 
  of him before? 
He outmaneuvered Hillary Clinton in primaries. He took 
  Iowa by storm. A charming young man, an anomaly in the
state with a very small 
  black population, he oozed "cool" in a place
where agriculture was the 
  antithesis of cool. He dazzled the locals. And he had an
army of volunteers 
  drawn to a charisma that hid any real substance. 
And then he had the 
  great good fortune of having the Republicans select one of
the most inept 
  candidates for the presidency since Bob Dole. And then John
McCain did 
  something crazy. He picked Sarah Palin, an unknown female
governor from the 
  very distant state of Alaska. It was a ticket that was
reminiscent of 1984's 
  Walter Mondale and Geraldine Ferraro and they went down to
defeat. 
The 
  mainstream political media fell in love with him. It was a
schoolgirl crush 
  with febrile commentators like Chris Mathews swooning then
and now over the 
  man. The venom directed against McCain and, in particular,
Palin, was 
  extraordinary. 
Now, 3 full years into his presidency, all of those 
  gilded years leading up to the White House have left him
unprepared to be 
  President. Left to his own instincts, he has a talent for
saying the wrong 
  thing at the wrong time. It swiftly became a joke that he
could not deliver 
  even the briefest of statements without the ever-present 
  Tele-Prompters. 
Far worse, however, is his capacity to want to "wish 
  away" some terrible realities, not the least of which
is the Islamist 
  intention to destroy America and enslave the West. Any
student of history 
  knows how swiftly Islam initially spread. It knocked on the
doors of Europe, 
  having gained a foothold in Spain. 
The great crowds that greeted him at 
  home or on his campaign "world tour" were no
substitute for having even the 
  slightest grasp of history and the reality of a world
filled with really bad 
  people with really bad intentions. 
Oddly and perhaps even inevitably, 
  his political experience, a cakewalk, has positioned him to
destroy the 
  Democrat Party's hold on power in Congress because in the
end it was never 
  about the Party. It was always about his communist
ideology, learned at an 
  early age from family, mentors, college professors, and
extreme leftist 
  friends and colleagues. 
Obama is a man who could deliver a snap 
  judgment about a Boston police officer who arrested an
"obstreperous" Harvard 
  professor-friend, but would warn Americans against
"jumping to conclusions" 
  about a mass murderer at Fort Hood who shouted "Allahu
Akbar." The absurdity 
  of that was lost on no one. He has since compounded this by
calling the 
  Christmas bomber "an isolated extremist" only to
have to admit a day or two 
  later that he was part of an al Qaeda plot. 
He is a man who could 
  strive to close down our detention facility at Guantanamo
even though those 
  released were known to have returned to the battlefield
against America. He 
  could even instruct his Attorney General to afford the
perpetrator of 9/11 a 
  civil trial when no one else would ever even consider such
an obscenity. And 
  he is a man who could wait three days before having
anything to say about the 
  perpetrator of yet another terrorist attack on Americans
and then have to 
  elaborate on his remarks the following day because his
first statement was so 
  lame. 
The pattern repeats itself. He either blames any problem on the 
  Bush administration or he naively seeks to wish away the
truth. 
Knock, 
  knock. Anyone home? Anyone there? Barack Obama exists only
as the sock puppet 
  of his handlers, of the people who have maneuvered and
manufactured this 
  pathetic individual's life. 
When anyone else would quickly and easily 
  produce a birth certificate, this man spent over a million
dollars to deny 
  access to his. Most other documents, the paper trail we all
leave in our wake, 
  have been sequestered from review. He has lived a
make-believe life whose true 
  facts remain hidden. 
We laugh at the ventriloquist's dummy, but what do 
  you do when the dummy is President of the United States. 
We the people are 
  coming!